Twice Married

Don't you do this to me anymore!

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Ibra immediately got out of bed, walking out to look for his wife. There was a sound of sobbing sounds inviting his steps to follow the sound.

His footsteps continued to step and his akhrinya stopped until behind his wife's body. There was Fatih who was still standing staring at the small garden behind the house, he was crying as if he kept staring up at the sky. While asking for help from the heartache that is currently burning.

Because Fatih was getting tired and he was aching to stand up, so he decided to go back inside.

Then

Blasses.

Instantly this woman screamed a little while turning her steps immediately found the face of Ibra who was staring at her. Ibra found Fatih's face that was wet because of the flow of tears that were coming down to his neck and sleepwear.

"You still crying, Fat?".

Fatih quickly wiped away her tears then gathered her energy abruptly.

"What are you here for?"

At that instant Fatih brushed off Ibra's hand that was willing to help wipe away her tears.

"I'm gonna go get my wife to sleep in the room."

"I'm not going to sleep with you anymore, Mom! Because tomorrow I'll--"

"Why, Fat? Then what will tomorrow??" asked Ibra who was currently following Fatih's steps to go inside.

Fatih did not want to answer, he continued to step up to the door of the other room.

"Why are you going to the barn?" Ibra quickly reached for Fatih's hand, though it was accompanied by a feeling of pain. He still did not want to let go of his wife.

"It's not a warehouse anymore, Mas. I cleaned it up and I'll use it as my room now! Please listen to me!" There was a pause from Fatih before he restarted his speech, sighed down then closed his eyes and finally steadied to open.

"Let's split up, Mas!"

"We haven't had a wedding in a month, Fat?" ibra's sigh was so sad followed by a head bob.

"We don't have any agreement, do we? Two days after getting married and then I ask for a divorce, it'll be legal!"

"Don't, Fat! I don't want to get divorced! This matter can still be discussed carefully. If I had to bow down at your mother's feet in Niken's name, I would! I just want to keep our marriage!"

There was a pain in Fatih's chest as her husband kept low to correct the problem. But Fatih was in accordance with his decision

"I'll call my lawyer tomorrow! Maybe I'll stay here until your wounds heal and take care of you!" Reply Fatih coldly while looking at Ibra's fist which was still wrapped in bandages.

"You said yesterday, you love me, Fat! Why do you now completely remove that taste from your heart?"

Ibra kept staring into his wife's two eyeballs. He wanted to keep forcing Fatih to obey everything he said. But Fatih had to keep refusing. Getting married with Ibra will only make a wound in his heart and his mother.

"Love does not mean we have to be together and have each other, Mas! You're sleeping, you have to go to work tomorrow!" Fatih immediately turned her body, but before pressing the door handle she turned around.

"Or you're home, until your hands are perfectly restored!"

Fatih passed by to go inside and lock the door of her room. He who was still standing behind the inner door could only hold back his cries. Fatih was back sobbing.

"....I love you, Mum!"

Fatih could only cry, not feeling his body had slumped down and then sat free on the floor

"I'll miss you, Mas---"

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Morning came back and Fatih decided not to come to the office today. He felt Ibra's hand could not be used to do any activity.

This morning she made chicken porridge for her husband's breakfast. As he saw Ibra's room still closed, he walked towards the room and before knocking on the door, he slightly closed his ear to hear Ibra's voice talking over the phone.

"Mother calm down, Ibra and Fatih are fine. Fatih still takes care of Ibra here, I don't have to worry!"

"Same mother you don't come here first, Ibra can take care of this problem itself. Ibu doain Ibra. Don't cry anymore!"

Only the string of words she heard from her husband's lips on the phone. I don't know why Fatih's heart became soft. On the one hand she loves her Husband, on the other she loves her Mama very much. If Niken wasn't Ibra's niece, Fatih wouldn't have suffered like this.

Crack

The door from inside the room was opened suddenly by Ibra. Sontak Fatih gasped, he panicked and became misbehaved.

"Darling?" Ibra softly exclaimed, he began to grab Fatih's hand to come into his room. Fatih on the bed, Ibra continued to hold Fatih's hand. He kept looking at his wife's face. Fatih could only look down, looking at anything other than her husband's two eyes.

"You have breakfast, Mom. You need to take medicine!" Fatih decided to get up, but again she sat down again because of the pull from her husband.

Ibra immediately hugged Fatih and placed his head on the wife's shoulder. For some reason because last night did not sleep together, Fatih missed this man. He only fell silent when hugged, Fatih refused to dodge.

Feeling his wife just according, Ibra also began to reach for Fatih's chin. To kiss his wife's lips. Instead of rewinding his face, Fatih simply closed his eyes as if agreeing with Ibra's activities after this.

Ibra had succeeded in scooping both lips of his wife, Fatih was just silent not resisting but not welcoming. He just wanted to feel how tender Ibra was now. Ibra continued to invade Fatih's oral cavity until no moaning came out of his wife's lips.

But quickly, the shadow of yesterday's problems just blew it all away. He took off the kiss and pushed Ibra.

"Don't, Mum! We're getting a divorce. You don't do this to me anymore!"

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